I'm pacing the floors
Wondering why I'm here
All I hear is the torture screams echoing in my soul
I want to end the anguish thats running over me
I spy an old rusty knife
I grasp it with my clammy palms
no turning back now as use all
thee force I have left in body
I push and push as pain flowing though my blood
The knife enters my chest piercing my heart
As I collapse the floor my heart beats one last time
I pace the floors no more.
